January 10 – Wednesday – 10:45 AM – Campus Library The library was half-full, sunlight leaking softly through the high glass windows. Aira sat at a corner table, typing notes for one of their early readings. She was focused—but not too focused to notice when Calix placed a bottled juice beside her laptop. “Tulog ka ba habang nakabukas ‘tong document na ‘to?” he teased, peeking over her screen. “I’m absorbing knowledge through osmosis,” she deadpanned. He sat across from her, sliding his own book closer. “Ang cute mo kaya pag focused. Pero mas cute ka nung gabing—” “Don’t say it,” she warned, fighting a smile. “This is a library.” “Fine,” he grinned. “Pero pwede na natin ikwento, ‘di ba?” Aira paused. “You mean—” “How it started. How we became… whatever this is.” And just like tha

